6/8/09

This has been a very unusual spring in Denver. The waves upon waves of heavy spring snowstorms have finally abated...but not by much. They have been replaced by wild, electric thunderstorms, bearing monsoon-type rain. If you'd asked me, I would have guessed that all that spring turbulence would have been over and done with by now, giving way to the famously intense dry-heat of a Denver summer. But, no. Yesterday, the afternoon thunderstorms brought with them not snow (thank goodness!) but hail.Hail that piled up on our patio and in our flowerbeds.Hail that rattled on the shingles and shot like BB gun pellets off the flashpoints of our eves.Cooped up indoors for yet another unexpected day, QQ came up with a new routine: she would run across the room, flop onto her beanbag chair, and then let her body go limp as a noodle and slide down to the floor, where she would lie supine where she fell, as if shot with a tranquilizer gun. She did realize that this was a comedy routine of sorts, and played it, accordingly, for laughs.That on the floor is actually an egg...an Ostrich egg. This ostrich egg has been hanging around our house for a couple of years now, and M. was on the verge of throwing it out (since our house is overburdened with "things" as it stands). At the last minute, he decided that, instead of tossing it, he'd put it in QQ's room and let her play with it until she destroyed it. She did indeed play with it, for three or four days. The boredom of the hailstorm marked its ultimate demise.QQ's final act of boredom: UHhhhhhhhhhhhhnh!

Cute QQ pics. At least she's able to come up with interesting ways to entertain herself...even if it does involve her navel =). And at least she's too young to actually complain that shes "so bored". Gin =)